I should update this thing more often....
ARGH.... Feel like I'm gonna snap....
ahh... Yet again Janevieve has somehow tangled herself into another problem with Sarah, or vice versa... I'm not sure which is which.... Anyway, Sarah's made it pretty clear there's no way in hell she's ever talking to Jay in a friends sort of way again, and Jay doesn't really seem to care all that much. Aside from their usual bickering over freakin lj, and me having to hear about from both sides, I have come to the sudden realisation no-one in our group (not be mean or cruel, plz don't be offended!!!!!) can actually say anything to each others faces. Like, with the whole Sarah and Jay thing, they all seem to congregate in the library to talk about sarah. No offence, but that's sort of backstabbing in a way. If people have something to say, say it to their face. I am well aware that my opinion is biased, but they seem to go on about how sarah is so-called 'over-reacting'. Do they have any background on the situation? No, they don't. So how can they be so quick to just jump to the one conclusion? I just wish that sometimes people would look at the big picture before they act. It's kind of cruel to just listen to what Jay has to say (which I have no problem with, Jay's side of the story is just as important as Sarah's), and they act only on what Jay has to say without stopping to think maybe there's more to what meets the eye. In this case, there is alot more to what meets the eye...
Here, have random Evanescence lyrics:
I’ve been looking in the mirror for so long
That I’ve come to believe my soul’s on the other side
All the little pieces falling, shattered
Shards of me to sharp to put back together,
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces,
If I try to touch her and I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe, no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well,
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child,
Lie to me convince me that I’ve been sick forever,
And all of this will make sense when I get better,
But I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection,
I just can’t help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love?
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no,
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe, no more.

